My husband asks me periodically when am I going to write a real blog, not pics or funny stories, so here I am with a lot to say and not wanting to ramble.
Where to start?
Before my husband got sick, we were getting ready to have the house appraised for refinancing.
we got most of it done (except the garage) and then he got a headache and a fever and almost died.
Things are getting back to normal.
We got the house appraised, I cleaned it from top to bottom, got out my fall decor (still working on it), finished the laundry, got groceries, caught up on a million phone calls and thank you's to people who have picked up my slack and prayed for us since the 10 day hospital stay, caught up with all the messages and notes at work, got thank you gifts for some extra hard working employees, caught up with my youngest who was feeling neglected, reconnected with my oldest, babied my husband (to his utter dismay), bought a 4 foot Christmas tree for my bedroom and as many black and white ornaments as I could find, bought my nephew a birthday gift, hired a lawyer and went with my oldest to court ( BAD traffic violation over the summer) and spent some time explaining community service and probation (which he is on), got the dogs de-flea-ed and de-wormed, got my car detailed, got the house sprayed for any and all bugs- especially those rat bastard ticks), licensed the cars, paid some bills, spread half of the leftover mulch, cleaned out the flower beds, got caught up on sleep (is that ever really possible?) and cleaned out my closet.
Then I sat down with a piece of paper and made a list.
I need to: get my hair cut (Friday) and highlighted (November, unless she has a cancellation- God willing), get some fall clothing (what DID I wear last year? I hate all of it), make Thanksgiving plans, get the dogs groomed, shampoo the carpets (yeek), put away the lawn furniture and the flower pots, clean the house again, get a manicure, buy a new matress (we have had ours a year and it is killing my back), find a sideboard/buffet for the dining room, catch up on many, many, many shows, refinish a dresser, and clean the garage.
This weekend is the last band festival.
I have to be at the school at 5am (kill me now) and the day will end around midnight.
Next weekend I am going to Tulsa to my nephews birthday celebration.
Yesterday, I ordered these from UGG:
What singing group does the title come from????
Mel, I know you know it so shhhhhhhhh.